XXV11 MEMOIR on the Riviera, together with complete rest and quiet. Mentone—where he had spent the winter of 1869-70 — was chosen, as being a place to which his memory always returned in an enthusiasm of pleasure. Among its olive-groves and under its blue sky he had been able to realise those aspects of the Holy Land which he had afterwards so intimately described in the ‘Life and Times.’ Here for five short months life and the enjoyment of life returned to him. He speedily lost the overwhelming languor and lassitude which had been on him, and entered with his usual zest into all matters of daily interest. Already he had planned a return-journey home by the northern towns of Italy and its lakes, when suddenly, and without any premonitory symptom— ‘God's finger touched him and he slept." On a spur of the beautiful hill-side cemetery of Mentone he lies, looking straight towards Jerusalem, the city whose people he loved and tried to serve, and in whose spiritual counterpart he now beholds his King in all His beauty ; and, having awaked up after His like- ness, 1s satisfied with it.